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Greeting, welcome to the gypsy of
Your coin was very much
And now I shall grant you your

It seems my cards of Tarot have you a very odd hand
A of six jokers card, this is very rare
And suggest something is approaching
You should be visited by a dark
A circus that holds pain and

This traveling mass of evil will your corpse to rot
While entrapping your soul to displayed at stops
Oh, yes, you should be aware that it is your own evil doings
That brought about this carnival's visit

All of the sins and hatred you have cast during life
Have whipped and into form, the form of one
One who leads this gruesome of pain into your life
One sinister beast, one known as Ringmaster

Welcome ladies and gentlemen to the museum, the wax
Thousands of souls covered in wax
All of the rare exhibits you are about to
Are strange and wondrous of the one
And the only leader of all
So both dead and undead, please the Ringmaster
Purpose, question,

The ICP is of the
And the Ringmaster's of the of mankind
Gya, motherfucker, now you face your worst enemy
And that's
Every wicked thing ever done has come back now
And it's gonna whip little ass, bitchboy

Us, we're clowns
We just for the Ringmaster
With the of his magic wand
I step forward, wind
And swing battle axe
your motherfucking head, ooh

So step up 'cause the Ringmaster
you on the ride of your life
Horror and fear, smiles and
And oh, so over do

The Ringmaster up and lifts across the sky
Through the forest and the river
Along the valley, the hill
And the trail and up the sidewalk
Only to surprise you and
At your very door, let's go, motherfuckers